we can sit and jump,
watching the moon shadow move
perfectly at peace.
all movement is rest,
a poet keeps reminding,
little by little.
outside the windows,
what do we notice is there
when we look away,
when we see ourselves
walking on a quiet road
as the hard winds blow?
and steady we go,
like a tree with fine branches
that stretch out for life.
what i love the most,
when we catch each other's eye,
is our connection.
our breathing steady,
we can laugh without laughter
and cry without tears.
sipping our coffee,
we share tales of adventure
while doing nothing.
some cream and sugar?
we hear the questions arise
while we stay grounded.
i tell you so much
but my silence also speaks
with a deeper voice.
and your voice is song,
rising above the shouting
as it saves itself.
and who you now are
is what i hear you tell me
what you want to be.
if our walls could sing,
and we held hands together,
we'd dance forever.
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